July Tide Poem by Matthew Holloway

I was lost, I was cold
floating in an endless night
like driftwood on the ocean
I rose and I fell to the waves
I felt every storm and its rage
hurt like I would never know
the touch of another land
fear told me I was due to drown
only the fates they conspired
one day to show me the sun rise
where a new horizon greeted me
with a home to look upon
hope returned to my heart
I lay upon new waves
which sparkled in the sun
a light to fill my eyes
they carried me high and home
I was brought to you
upon a July tide